All posts by Ryan Tysinger

I listen to music, then I write about it. (Outro: The Winds Of Mayhem)

Antediluvian – The Divine Punishment Review

Before we dive into Antediluvian’s first full-length album in nearly a decade, a quick disclaimer is in order: There have been no fewer than half-a-dozen false starts to this review, and as I type out

Tyrann – Djävulens Musik Review

There’s something romantic about falling for heavy metal in a language you don’t understand. In a way, it’s the purest form of the music–the words themselves, stripped of the power of recognition, rely entirely on

Korpituli – The Ancient Spells Of The Past Review

The first sound heard on The Ancient Spells Of The Past is the switching on and casual strumming of an electric guitar. It may seem a small, humble beginning, however, anyone who’s heard Nattens Madrigal knows

Track Premiere: 8 Hour Animal – “Wake”

8 Hour Animal certainly wants to fuck up your Tuesday. “Wake,” the concluding track to the New York industrial/noise project’s second work Resigner, emerges after a hypnotic whitewash at the end of “Pushing Myself Down.” In

Hinsides – Under Betlehems Brinnande Stjärna Review

When Darkthrone first released A Blaze In The Northern Sky, the high-contrast black-and-white photo of the single band member for the cover was wild. It’d never really been done like that before. It was crafted to

Darkthrone – Eternal Hails…… Review…….

What’s in a name? I don’t recall precisely when I first heard Darkthrone’s name – unfortunately I was a pitiful excuse for a metal fan at four years old when Soulside Journey was released. I didn’t

La Fragua Del Fin Del Mundo: Thirteen Spells Of Chilean Witching Metal

Part I: The End Of The World Chile is nestled between giants. Towering in the east are the Andes, the longest mountain range in the world, and the largest in the Western Hemisphere. To the

Track Premiere: Concilium – “From The Chalice”

Consciousness attaches to reality like the grape to the vine, the tendrils clinging to the flower of sanity that springs from the plant that connects us all to the collective rationality. But sometimes grapes fall.